It had been 2 weeks since the Election. The flag was burned down walls torn down and the land was given a new name
"Ohh Neo" a voice called out to her. Schlatt walked into her room "hello dear! How are you holding up in here?" He asked "I'm fine" she said with a hiss "oh a fiesty one I see" he said holding her cheaks makeing her look up at him "dont give me that attitude again neo.." he finely said."and what if I do?"
"Oh you know honey. Dont you remember the last time"
Neo tryed looking down "yes schlatt...""Your gunna do what I tell you. You live under my room. Dont speak unless talked to. No one needs to know you" schlatt ran over the main rules again "dont eat unless food is given to you. Dont wanna ruin that body of yours~". That was the last straw for Neo "I FUCKING HATE YOU SCHLATT!!" She yelled pushing him away rage filling her eyes as she held out her hand not knowing why she had this felling. A katana appeared in her hand. She looked at schlatt "this is tf he last straw schlatt..." she hissed holding the katana over her head then plunging in into schlatt. It hit him right in his stomach
JSCHLATT WAS KILLED BY NEON_PHOBIA
The chat read "oh shit..." she thought to herself as blood dripped from her and the weapon she held in her hand... 'need to find a way out' she thought looking around then at the window. Without hesitation she opend the window and flew out with slight panic filling her body as she saw a arrow fly past her. Behind Neo was a few gaurds shooting at her, befor she knew it a arrow hit her back makeing her crash into the forest below her. She hit branches getting scratched on the way down befor she felt someone catch her. Her vision blurred as she passed out in the arms of the stranger.
Neo woke up shooting up befor pain surged threw out her from her back "ga- fuck.." she hissed leaning in the wall next to her
"Wilbur Neos awake!!" Tommy's voice echoed threw out the area she was in leting her know that she want alone "Tommy..?" She asked looking over in his direction a smile planted on her face as she met with the young boys face "hi neo. That was a really ballsy move you pulled their." He said with a chuckleAnother male entered the room "who are you?" Neo asked the pink haired male "that's the blade!!"
"Tommy my name is not the blade it technoblade. If you want me to train you any longer then stop calling me that" techno grumbled letting out a huff of disappointment "like I said I'm technobla- whoa.." he said noticing the weapon witch layed on the wall next to Neo "so that a the president killer" he said walking over to the katana "you could say that I dont even know what it is. It kinda just appeared in my hand. Saw it as a good opportunity to use it against the asshole of a goat.." she said laying back downWilbur walked in running over to Neo "Neo!!" He said with a smile on his face "hi will" Neo replied sofly her eyes geting lost in wilburs eyes
She could here mumbling "Neo Neooo NEO" the yelling snapped her out of her trance "you good neo. You sire you didnt hit your head a little to hard?" Tommy asked as Wilbur sat next to the bed that Neo layed in her bed, the bed was quiet comfortable haveing soft blankets and a fluffy pillow "Mind explaining where I am exactly?" Neo asked looking between the three "your in pogtopia! This is our new nation!" Tommy said exidedly as if a little puppy seeing its owner come home after a long day of work, "Pogtopia if anyone hears that name they will instantly know its your land pfft-" Nro said with a chuckle. Techno was in his own world looking at the katana inspecting it "mind if test it out?" Techno asked. "Yes ofcourse Technoblade. And with that Techno reached for it grabbing a hold of it before letting go letting out a slight hiss of pain "are you ok blade?" Tommy asked "the bloody thing is scolding hot"
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Gone..,Gone..Lost. [wilbur/Oc]
Randomit's my 2nd book! fell free to depict you as my character! TW: smoking(later chapter) insanity fire death sexual tension possible nsfw I will add more triggers when we get to them I do hope you in joy! I am open to criticism on my writing but plea...